Tuesday, August 25, 2015

My personal journey of HOPE

3We
can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they
help us develop endurance. 4And
endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our
confident HOPE of salvation. 5And
this HOPE will not lead to
disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us
the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love. Romans
5:3-5 NLT

I know Romans 5:3-5 to be true as
my faith began in the midst of a problem laced trail no one would have ever saw
coming.

I had just spent a year fighting
for my marriage, my opposition was not my husband but a terrifying monster
called mental illness that robbed my husband and I of the life we were just
starting with each other. We had been married less than a year when he was
promoted at work and I had accepted a new position closer to home which meant
we had more time together and were less burdened with the dreaded paycheck to
paycheck way of life. But, lurking just deep enough below the surface to not be
spotted until it was too late was bipolar and schizoid personality disorder.
The monster first appeared the morning of August 11, 2007 when my husband woke
up and declared he hated me, had never loved me and was not capable of loving
anyone and he was moving out, had already arranged with his mother he would
move in with her. I quite literally thought I was in a lifetime movie or the
twilight zone. Had he been a little cranky? Sure, but the person who he
replaced as general manger had left the hotel in shambles and Mark was having
to work 16 hour days in that first week of his promotion. The words he was said
were so ugly and hurtful and were nothing like him but I also knew that he was
serious.

The official diagnosis came two
months later after a failed suicide attempt. He a mandatory two week stay in
the hospital and then was released into my care and his doctors convinced me to
take him home and told me, “my love would save him.” They told me he would take
his medications and attend counseling for me. I had spent my life as the family
fixer, always the dependable and reliable one who wanted to make everyone happy
and comfortable so even though I had emotional whiplash from this two month
roller coaster I was getting my husband back and a project all in one!

As you can imagine my love did not save him.
He chose to not take meds or attend therapy and his symptoms got worse. When
the physical abuse started I was so ashamed that I had failed him I resigned to
a life of punishment. I become a pro at hiding bruises, making excuses for why
Mark never left the house and why when someone dropped by things like closet
doors would be ripped off the hinges. I worked in a body shop, surrounded by
men who made the game of hide and hide easy on me, never stopping long enough
to notice I was covering up serious injuries. Eventually, and now I know it as
God’s protection, those dear men I worked with stopped long enough and noticed.
The day they did Mark was gone from our apartment and I was left feeling
exposed and like a complete failure. My guys were sweet and rallied around me as
I got a divorce and protected me, especially the first few months when Mark
would send me blood soaked roses, call and berate me or send brutal emails but
I felt like I was dying.

My hope had been beaten nearly clear out of me
when I woke up that Tuesday night in November in a heap of sobs and so
desperate I actually prayed, I shared with you Saturday.

Mark has since killed himself. When I meet new people and
gradually as you get to know them and begin to discuss my relationship status
or fill out a form I have these flashbacks of what my life was like as a
newlywed. What am I exactly? Yes we were divorced by neither of us chose Mark’s
breakdown and now he is gone from this earth. So, I feel like a divorced
widower who just about grieves her husband every day.

I also REJOICE every day because if it wasn’t
for that horror show of a situation I may have never found Jesus. That unusual
marriage I endured did develop a strength of character in me I never knew I was
capable of and I have the ultimate HOPE of salvation. I have never been
disappointed by God, I am loved by a faithful, forgiving, dependable and passionate
God who has filled me with the Holy Spirit and given me purpose in all the pain
I have faced.

As I was studying Romans 5:3-5 I
saw this lesson emerge: God is more interested in our character than our
comfort and this improved character can be seen as educated HOPE. I have people
in my life I love that don’t know Jesus as their Lord and Savior. I know the
arguments they would make because I made similar argument most of my life. God
is calling me to share my story to express the one aspect of a life of faith
that no one can argue: my testimony. In my 28 years as an atheist I didn’t hear
one testimony and now as a believer that breaks my heart.

I know that God is also calling me
to share this part of my story so no one walks around with those negative
labels that allow the enemy a foothold in our lives. I considered myself a
failure because my marriage had failed. I considered myself completely broken,
rejected, unlovable and worthy of punishment for failing! My HOPE is found in
God’s truth: I am chosen by God (1 Peter 2:9), forgiven (Colossians 1:13-14),
complete (Colossians 2:9-10) and so many other magnificent truths! Recently I
applied for a teaching\leading writing position with Proverbs 31 Online Bible
Studies, #P31OBS, and I made an activity called, “Lord fill my heart with your
truth!” I am sharing that activity here with you. I also shared a quote from
Lysa TerKeurst and her book, When Women Walk In Faith: “But we must also give
Him time to work on us from the inside out, molding and shaping our hearts
according to His design.”

Since that Tuesday night in November 2008 I have found that
while our hearts can be feel broken in the midst of trails our feelings are
fickle and often misleading and fueled by lies we believe about ourselves or
others. BUT when we fill our hearts with God’s truth we don’t stay broken – He
works a great healing in us, through us and for us. Hold fast to the HOPE of
God’s word and promises and store those promises in your heart so when the next
trail hits you will find that thanksgiving and rejoicing come a lot easier and
faster than ever before your HOPE and heart are deeply rooted in Christ.

Friends,

Do you have a favorite verse about HOPE? I have a list I am
planning on working thru but I also want to hear from you! Please share! Thank
you for going through this journey of HOPE with me!

5 comments:

Melis, Thank you so much for sharing. My fave verse - Hebrew 11:1 now faith is the substance of things Hoped for, the evidence of things not seen (nkj). Faithful Father God, how grateful we are for Your amazing grace for us, indescribable love and the awesome Hope we have in You throughtout eternity. We praise You for the joy & peace which are beyond description. We stand in awe & wonder ...the awesome Hope You have given to us freely & lovingly . We glorify Your holy name, we thank You for the wisdom You have given to Melis to choose You as her personal savior. Father God we could not visualise the end of our life journey on this earth but You do. We put our trust in You alone. We are confidence that You are bringing us through it with Your grace...Thank You Father God, bless each reader & have the wonderful assurance in You. Love You Father God in Jesus most beautiful name we pray. Amen

OK it does :) I want to encourage you to keep writing. You are so inspiring and courageous!!! You are the real deal my friend. The world needs you. I had no idea all that you've gone through. You are such a light for Jesus .... please please please keep writing!!!! I've struggled with anxiety and depression at different times in my life and I have family members that suffer from mental illness. It is so important to hear messages like yours. You gave me so much hope and encouragement. I love you sweet friend. You are doing amazing work! Keep writing!!!!!! xoxoxo

Your story is a wonderful example of how God can redeem even the pain in our lives. One of my favorite verses that I discovered during a very difficult time in my life is 2 Peter 5:10 - "And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast." I have underlined "himself" in my Bible; God does the restoring...not me!